I...There was a guy in this apartment. I don't think he was supposed to be there. And he was wearing this suit...I though the suit seemed familiar for some reason, but now I realize it's because it matches a story that my grandfather used to tell me about Captain America.
The person whose eyes I was seeing the memory through, though, was about ready to run. [ She frowns, looking at him again. ] That was you, wasn't it? That...That was a memory of yours?
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I...There was a guy in this apartment. I don't think he was supposed to be there. And he was wearing this suit...I though the suit seemed familiar for some reason, but now I realize it's because it matches a story that my grandfather used to tell me about Captain America.
The person whose eyes I was seeing the memory through, though, was about ready to run. [ She frowns, looking at him again. ] That was you, wasn't it? That...That was a memory of yours?